Chapter 2361: District garbage


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Nan Shao Qian was the third genius of the Nan family, and at the same time he was a monk with seven floors of respect. He was still very confident in his own strength.
Even if you look at all the participating monks, his strength can definitely rank in the top 30.
Because of this, after seeing the geniuses of other families on the battle platform, he rushed up and occupied one without hesitation.
Even if he was unlucky enough to meet a stronger monk, he would lose at most one point. With his strength, it can be taken back by other monks.
When Nan Shaoqian saw that his opponent was just a guy who respected the sixth floor, he was relieved at the same time, and he became angry.
Everyone on the sixth floor respects the realm and dares to take the stage to challenge him in Nan Shaoqian. This is simply not paying attention to him.
"You have a six-storey garbage in your area, and you dare to come up and play against me. It's really not self-control! If you don't want to be scrapped and repaired, then get down!"
Nan Shaoqian stared at Wang Fan coldly, and at the same time, his icy voice came out.
His voice was loud, and everyone below heard it clearly.
For a time, most of the monks' eyes began to shift and fell on the No. 11 battle platform.
Wang Fan was originally just planning to take away the score from this guy and let Nanjia lose himself.
After all, even if he wanted to kill Nan Wenhou again, all he wanted to kill was Nan Wenhou.
For the other Nanjia children, they did not offend him, and he did not bother to vent his anger on these people.
But now hearing Nan Shaoqian's words, he suddenly changed his mind.
"Are you going to abolish my cultivation behavior?" Wang Fan asked Nan Shaoqian very seriously.
"Yes, if you don't roll down, I will directly abolish your cultivation behavior!" Nan Shaoqian said disdainfully.
"Well, since that's the case, I have nothing to say." Wang Fan couldn't help but sigh.
Just when Nan Shaoqian thought that Wang Fan was going to admit defeat, Wang Fan had already taken off and punched him with a punch.
With a punch, the air was torn apart, and a stormy airflow was rolled up and swept toward Nanshao Qian.
That horrible murderous impetus, in an instant, completely enveloped Nan Shaofeng.
However, only Wang Shaofeng can feel Wang Fan's fist-killing momentum. In the eyes of the monks watching the battle below, Wang Fan's punch is very ordinary, and there is not much power at all.
Even those powerful heads of household, such as Nan Wenhouzhuo's arduous flow, also can't perceive the horror of Wang Fan's punch.
"You're looking for death!" Nan Shaoqian saw Wang Fan even dare to take the initiative, suddenly angry!
It's just that he just yelled out the words you are looking for death, and his face can't help but change!
No, this person is playing a pig and eating a tiger, hiding Xiu Wei!
This is the first thought in Nan Shao's mind!
Such a terrifying punching power is impossible to show without the strength of the seven-level peak of the realm or even the eighth level of the realm.
Nan Shaoqian didn't even need to think about it, and knew that he was definitely not Wang Fan's opponent.
He frantically stirred the aura in his body, and a large flag suddenly appeared in his hand, and he swept towards the violent punching force without thinking.
He had to block Wang Fan's blow before admitting defeat.
It was just that, soon, his face had changed again.
Because of an invisible force, he had wrapped his body madly, and even wrapped the aura in his body.
What a terrifying spiritual power!
Nan Shao's thousand souls were scattered, where did he not know at this time, not only was he not Wang Fan's opponent, but was it too far apart?
This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Wang Fan was going to kill him!
Nan Shaoqian thought of this, and he dare to hesitate, where he frantically began to burn up his blood, and waved the banner in his hand vigorously.
It is a pity that even if he has burned his blood frantically, his movements are as slow as a tortoise, which is of no avail.
boom!
Wang Fan's fist-killing momentum was soon blasted on the big banner in his hand.
Click!
There was not much resistance at that banner, and it was torn and shattered into pieces.
After ripping the flag, the violent punching intent did not linger for half a minute. In the next second, it was already in the Dantian of Nanshaoqian.
Huh!
With a deep blast, the bright red blood mist instantly overflowed, and Nan Shaoqian flew up and fell directly on the corner of the battle platform.
When he fell to the ground, his face was completely gray and his vitality gradually disappeared.
Wang Fan's punch not only abolished his cultivation practice, but also torn apart his viscera and viscera when the violent murderous intention stirred it.
Looking at this scene, in an instant, the audience was silent.
The monks in the audience were incredible, they simply couldn't believe the scene in front of them.
In their view, Wang Fan's punch was extremely common, and without much power, it was simply not enough to kill Nan Shaoqian.
However, Nan Shaoqian turned out to be like a fool, holding the banner without moving. This was directly hit by Wang Fan and directly bombed.
This made them very puzzled and very unclear.
Under the stage, Nan Wenhou of the Nan family had already squeezed his fist, and there was a blue muscle on his forehead.
Nan Shao Qian was the third genius of his southern family, and he would definitely get the quota to enter the real space.
But now, the game has just started, Nan Shaoqian has already been killed, and he was still killed by a punch.
Nan Wenhou didn't even need to think about it, and knew that the person who killed Nan Shaoqian had either hatred against Nan Shaoqian or his Nan family.
It's just that he stared at Wang Fan for a long time and couldn't remember when Nanjia had offended such a person. Because Wang Fan came from Yi Rong, Nan Wenhou didn't recognize it at all.
"Wang Baeg, dare to kill the people of my south, you are looking for death!"
Nan Wenhouzheng stared at Wang Fan, as if he wanted to see through Wang Fan, a voice of anger suddenly came out, and then a Nan family genius rushed to the battle platform.
This man rushed to the crown in anger, his face unsharp, and he had not yet rushed to the battle platform, and everyone had already felt the strong intention of killing him.
Looking at this scene, although everyone watching the battle secretly lamented that Wang Fan did not know the life and death, he dared to kill the Nanjia genius at the beginning, but he also became excited.
This kind of thing, they are most willing to see, only if both sides are angry, that is interesting.
Wang Fan looked at the Nanjia monks who rushed up, and he couldn't help but secretly rejoice.
He was worried that after he killed Nan Shaoqian, no one would dare to come up, but he did not expect someone to come up so soon.
This Nanjia genius is also the seventh floor of Zunjing, but in Wang Fan's view, he is not even as good as Nan Shaoqian.
Wang Fan really can't figure it out, how could this guy have the courage to come up, is it to die?
Thinking of this, he didn't hurry, but pointed to the cold tone of Nan Shaoqian before this person learned,
"You're so bad that even Nan Shaoqian is not as good as you are, and dare to come up and play against me. It's simply not self-control! If you don't want to be scrapped and repaired, then get down!"
coax!
There was an uproar in the audience, followed by a burst of laughter!
The genius of the Nan family was instantly blue-faced. He didn't say anything nonsense. After grabbing a gong, he madly killed Wang Fan!
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